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Kona Macphee
 
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Commentary: Scarlet fever

In our culture, the connotations of "red" include both anger and being immobilised (stop signs, traffic lights). These were obvious sparking points for a poem entitled "Scarlet fever".

You know those people who shamble through their days in a rictus-smiled haze of unacknowledged-yet-barely-suppressed rage, feeling themselves stuck in the wrong job, the wrong marriage or even the wrong life, but unwilling or unable to contemplate any change? This poem is for them. I fear I used to be one of them.

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